Chapter 69
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 69
Chapter Title: 18. Dorothy Kihased
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Sex was obviously a painful and scary act, so instead, the apprentice witch had been totally immersed in her games.
The solution was to thrust my dick every which way and show her that sex was actually pretty pleasurable.
And so, the first apprentice witch I was assigned ended up moderately rehabilitated. These days, she's even started showing interest in naughty stuff.
I'd been worried that I'd drawn the short straw with such a tough case right out of the gate, but all things considered, it turned out pretty fortunate.
But the next witch I was assigned to... took it to another level.
"By any chance, could I see you all day today?"
- Probably? It's supposed to be her day off.
A girl who'd find even the average guy repulsive.
She couldn't even find anyone to her liking in the entertainment industry, so I wondered if she'd really be satisfied with me.
...Fortunately, the team leader adores me, and Neria doesn't seem to have any complaints,
but this one's standards are especially high.
"Then, could I get Dorothy's contact info? If she's amenable, this might actually be more convenient."
I'd wondered if we'd even be able to talk, but thankfully, she had at least that much mercy.
Her standards were so sky-high that mana recharging had become an issue, but her lingering attachment to magic was still there.
For now, I was grateful that conversation was even possible.
- Huh? Didn't I give you Dorothy's number?
"...I didn't get it."
- Then I'll send it now. Don't just clam up—speak up, geez.
"I'm sorry..."
But with a master like Rin, Dorothy probably had some social issues too...
...No. Judging an apprentice witch by her master's personality is a mistake.
You just had to look at the difference between Lady Erzel and Neria to see that.
If anything, it was the opposite.
She probably cursed guys out inwardly as gross and repulsive but could at least smile on the outside.
That's likely how she hadn't been kicked out yet and could keep training as an idol.
As my imagination ran wild, Rin's message arrived with Dorothy's number.
I saved it properly this time as 'Dorothy Kihased'—no way was I messing up like with that personality-wreck witch.
"I'll come see you myself as soon as I'm done with what I'm doing."
- Good. If you succeed, I'll throw in a bonus, so give it your all.
"Bonus... meaning?"
- Money, obviously. I've got piles I never spend. Hanging up.
"Uh..."
Personality-wreck witch, my ass.
At least as far as I was concerned, she was the world's greatest witch.
I should've at least thanked her, even if it was just words.
By the time this devout materialist felt touched, the call had ended.
I considered firing off a 'I'll do my best!' message, but knowing Rin's personality, she'd hate it. Scratch that.
Now there was just one thing left.
"Neria's still..."
Probably sleeping.
I crept quietly toward the bedroom, and sure enough, Neria was still adrift in dreamland.
Maybe because I'd slipped out of the tight embrace, she was hugging a chunk of the thick blanket instead.
...Or not? With her lips scrunching and chewing the blanket in her sleep, it kinda looked like she was gnawing on a big hunk of food...
Whatever.
I couldn't just bail without saying goodbye to Neria.
"......"
Problem was, a scrub like me roughly shaking her awake and hollering that I was off to work would be weird as hell.
Good thing this place at least pretended to respect human rights. Imagine if I worked under Rin.
I could've ended up as a living dildo test subject with that scalding coffee from before.
...So what now?
Wait till Neria woke up on her own?
Or tap her foot to rouse her gently and say I had to head out for work?
I was crouched by the bed, lost in these thoughts, when my smartphone buzzed again in my pocket.
[Dorothy Kihased]
- Nice to meet you.
- Is this Nam Dowon's number?
- The messenger shows the same name, at least.
The sender was Dorothy.
This perfectly timed contact meant Rin had probably forwarded my number to her right after.
By the way, for a witch, her phrasing was stiff as a board.
I'd met polite witches before, but none this formal.
She was an intriguing one.
I muttered to myself briefly and plopped down on the floor.
[Nam Dowon]
- Yes, that's me.
- I heard you want to meet me anyway, even if it's a wash...
[Dorothy Kihased]
- At this point, I'm grasping at straws.
- Can't be helped after wasting so much time.
- Honestly, I'm not expecting much.
- So, when and where can we meet?
Fortunately, her expectations for me were low.
Made sense. Someone who'd seen male idols up to her eyeballs wouldn't pin hopes on a normie like me.
At least I wouldn't get flak for being some tadpole-faced freak.
Though the grimace like I'd crawled out of a sewer was probably inevitable.
I steeled myself so I wouldn't get hurt at the meetup.
[Nam Dowon]
- Around 4 should work, but can't say for sure.
- I'll pick a spot that suits you best.
[Dorothy Kihased]
- I'm in Cheongdam-dong right now.
- You nearby?
[Nam Dowon]
- Subway and I'm there quick.
Ah, crap. Too casual?
I was so used to deference that even that felt off.
Looking back, it wasn't rude or anything—her stiffness just made it stand out.
Thankfully, no callout.
Instead, Dorothy made one small request.
[Dorothy Kihased]
- Could you send a photo?
Fair enough—from her side, that was priority one.
[Nam Dowon]
- Random shot okay?
[Dorothy Kihased]
- Yes. Or a recent one.
- Anything I can recognize.
[Nam Dowon]
- Got it.
Recent photo...
Only one from drinks with friends.
Better to snap a quick one now than send that where I looked even worse.
I fired up the camera app and held it at eye level.
"......What're you doing?"
"......"
...Sitting on the bedroom floor, eye level.
Perfect height to lock eyes with the freshly woken Neria.
"You weren't about to snap my sleeping face...?"
"Ah, no, it's not—"
"Not what? Taking an ugly sleep pic to tease me...!"
"That's..."
Hold up.
Saying it was a selfie here would sound even weirder, right?
Who sits on someone else's bedroom floor out of nowhere taking a selfie?
While I hemmed and hawed over which excuse was better, Neria—who'd cut straight to 'snatch the phone'—lunged.
"See! Camera for real..., ...Huh? Selfie mode?"
"......"
"Switched to selfie in the meantime? I'll just check the gallery..., ...Huh? Nothing?"
"......"
"What the? Now it's even more sus......"
Then, like she'd spotted something, she swiped her thumb big across the screen edge.
Moments later, at the corner of her mouth,
"......Aha..."
Unexpectedly,
a tiny smile bloomed.
"Nam Dowon. You about to bang Dorothy next?"
"...? You know Lady Dorothy?"
"Witches all know each other, more or less. Whether we're tight or just heard the name, big difference though."
"...With so few of you, figures it'd be that way."
"Yeah. Plus her master and ours are super close."
Come to think of it, that subway ride where Rin dragged me to the bathroom after buckling under her pressure.
Didn't Rin name-drop Lady Erzel specifically?
Something about the rehab support department's new hire.
Meaning Erzel was actually tight with her, but our team leader... wait, not as much as I'd thought?
With this wiki update on witches, Neria spoke up.
"You're gonna get canned from the rehab department, huh?"
"......"
Not good news.
"Can't do apprentice witches, you're done, right?"
"...Not totally wrong."
"Pfft, what're you gonna do? Does that make you my exclusive?"
"No clue. Even if I fail, they might assign another witch..."
"Hm. Yeah, makes sense. Tossing you after one go would be weird. Oh well."
Eutcha.
With a short grunt, Neria scooted to the bed's edge.
She'd been laid low with a fever that morning, but she seemed at least a bit better now.
"I remember her taking a break cuz the idea of doing it with guys is gross. You're a guy too, so probably grosses her out?"
"Heard as much. Kinda stuck because of it."
"No surprise. Rumor has it even her master gave up. Though assigning you means not totally."
"......"
"Ah, looks like Dorothy asked for your pic?"
"Yeah."
"Hm. I'll take it then. Make a V with both hands there."
"...Huh?"
When I needed the most handsome shot possible, what kinda clown pose was that?
I tilted my head, clueless on her intent, when a click rang from my phone.
Followed by taps: tap tap.
"Sent it for you."
Only then did Neria hand the phone back.
And in it was this, exactly:
[Nam Dowon]
- (Photo of me staring blankly at the phone. At least it wasn't unflattering.)
- It's Neria. Dorothy, you tryna fuck this guy?
- I actually did it with him recently too.
- Hm.
- Honestly.
- Dude's really good at sex? lol
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After seeing the state of the photo Neria sent Dorothy,
I muttered, "How could you send something like this?" and let out a massive sigh.
The follow-ups were just as bad.
"Really good at sex." With lines that could kill from embarrassment, I sighed again, like, "What am I supposed to do now?"
Neria's praise felt great, obviously, but pulling this stunt would just hype her up too much.
Same as with food.
The taste when you just eat versus after all the hype—night and day.
And now Neria had planted weird ideas in Dorothy's head to boot...
Would this even help?
Or had she just cranked up the difficulty for no reason?
...But the meetup hadn't been canceled, so maybe Neria had actually pulled it off.
I arrived at the spot Dorothy picked while mulling it over.
"...This the right path?"
A small park thick with trees.
Head straight in and find the woman in the black ball cap, she'd said.
Black ball cap...
Black ball cap...
......
......Ah.
Found her.
Black ball cap,
purple eyes like Rin's,
and just,
stupidly pretty.
"Um, Lady Dorothy...?"
She'd been staring at the vending machine until I got close, then finally turned my way.
Her up-and-down once-over was brief.
With a light nod, she cut straight to it.
"Nam Dowon."
"Yes."
"I could tell from the photo, but I think Nam Dowon falls into the decently good-looking category."
"Th-thank you."
"Like a handsome Roland gorilla. That's the vibe."
"......?"
"You can take pride. I'm stingier with compliments than you might think."
"...Ah, yes."
"But people don't mate with Roland gorillas. Absolutely not."
Like master, like disciple.
Social skills straight to the compost heap.